I bet you'd just love to know what Londyn and I did last night. Hmm, wouldn't you like to know? I can tell you that it left our breath very, very bad. But that doesn't stop us. In fact, the smell of her foul breath turns me on all over each other! We just can't help ourselves and soon Londyn and I are kissing, groping, and breathing up every last aroma of one another! Her slept-in clothes, her rancid breath, her foul spit: all they are to me is fuel for our ongoing passion!